Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again. Where? I don't know.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3074 | 2022-02-03 11:49:19 | 104.40 | 96% |
| 2890 | 2022-01-31 11:25:11 | 100.23 | 97% |